
Today I looked at the sky,
And it felt like it whispered back—
Soft and vast, like a secret sent
From the heavens I thought had turned their back.
It said,
"This time, the ground is yours.
This time, you will rise, not fall.
In this world or the one beyond,
Everything I made is yours, after all."
And I, with trembling lips, replied,
"I only said I’d return to You…
That I’d try to win Your love again.
You were upset with me, I know—
And still, I didn’t try hard enough, did I?"
But my Lord,
You listened even to that broken vow.
I barely whispered—and still, You allowed.
Because You love me in ways
No soul ever could.
You forgave me,
Even when I didn’t ask properly.
Even when I hesitated, You waited.
And this time...
This time, I will not fail.
I will not let my purpose pale.
This time, I will do it—
For You. For peace. For truth.
Because now I know…
You’ve always been waiting for me to bloom.
About the Creator
Ellie
I write the whispers of the soul—silent battles, untold dreams, and echoes of resilience. Let my words speak what hearts often leave unspoken. If you seek words that echo your heart, welcome to my world.



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